Obute Gabriel

Nigeria Is Our Country - Poem by Obute Gabriel

Nigeria! ! ! Our mother landThe pride of AfricaThe blessed amongst the landThe Nazareth of our peopleThe tree that unleashes its fruit in its seasonsWe’ve seemed not to have known youBut, your blood flows through our veins

NigeriaSpeak the language to our understandingThe waters are becoming more stagnantThe leaves are no longer greenThorns have withered our soilOur rooms are getting smallerOur hopes are diminishing Farther we’ve triedThe farther it becomes

NigeriaHow long are we going to wait? How long will generation pass? How long shall we be tasty of honey?

Oh NigeriaLike the mountain you have chosen to uphold usLike a mother you have chosen to breastfeed usLike the dew you have chosen to shower on us

Nigeria we are still waitingWe all are still waitingUm….. we are still waitingNigeria our mother’s land

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is all about Nigeria as one of the most populated black nation in the Africa continent with so many talents and resources that appears in all parts of the world, but still people find it difficult to survive an average life, with few living extremely rich and a large number at the poverty scale, but as a nation it ought not be so, even as the poor struggle to survive it becomes difficult for them with harsh policy with the intent to help the poor, how long will this inequality continue is a question that no one knows the answer.

I was inspired by the pain and sufferings of many Nigerian and I am dedicating this poem to God and the hope of this country someday.

This poem was written when I was at home with the thought of the way forward of this country and how to solve this problem of looting madness that has taken the heart of many Nigerians and equitably distribute is resources